James and I went out to dinner by ourselves this evening. Let me repeat that: James and I went out to dinner by ourselves this evening. I know. It's hard to believe. But once or twice a year, this actually happens. Tobiko with a quail egg was dessert...
Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together. ~ Pearl S. Buck
MOTHER of FOUR, freelance writer, amateur silversmith, domestic dynamo, chef de maison, head chauffeur, sanitation supervisor, social director, crisis manager, chief arbiter, errand expert, auxiliary ATM, maven of multitasking, sleep deprivation specialist, keeper of the cookies…
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